Chapter 1682: Boblings
Lex resumed his studies on Abaddon, but they did not spend long within the blood rain. Something peculiar happened when they entered the blood rain - the flow of time in Abaddon became exactly the same as the Midnight realm.
The same had happened in the jungle, so Lex began to suspect that if they entered just locations within Abaddon, it would always affect the flow of time. Such a thing was not good for any of them - though the Reaving Dread did not seem to mind as much.
Lex, though, would prefer to come back to the Inn as quickly as possible. While there existed a possibility that he might spend a few decades within Abaddon, it would be best if only a short time had passed within the Midnight realm.
So they left. While the area with the blood rain was filled with treasures that could help him, so was the rest of Abaddon, so no one minded.
They faced obstacles, and not just a few. They faced enemies, and during their respite from those enemies they faced locusts. The Dark Knight made another appearance, and It came every night.
Amidst the constant fight for their life, they occasionally also encountered strange oddities and unusual sights. They encountered no ruins, or anything like that, though once they saw a citadel far off on the horizon. Its mere presence radiated such immense danger that they all turned back and headed in the opposite direction. That was not something mere immortals could explore.
Like this, with new adventures and dangers abound, days, weeks and even months went by. The only thing that any of them were grateful for was that they did not encounter another event where new souls were sucked into Abaddon.
During this entire time, Lex constantly kept an eye on the Inn, as well as members of Obsidian for anyone who could help them speed up their process in any way, but found nothing. Sending things to Abaddon was easier said than done, and even the rhinocentaurs failed in this task.
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